On Sunday, Han Bin finally got what he wanted and woke up naturally.
Beautiful.
It was already nine o 'clock when he got up.
Han Bin ate an apple and lay on the bed, watching TV and playing with his phone.
Han Bin was also a young man and had the habit of staying in bed.
He was too lazy to make breakfast at this time and decided to eat together at noon.
He didn't get up until eleven o 'clock and went to his parents' house for lunch.
After lunch, Han Bin cleaned the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.
When he was about to finish, Wang Huifang came in. "Son, your phone is ringing."
"Who is it?"
"Li Hui."
Han Bin wiped his hands and pressed the answer button. "Hello?"
"Brother Bin, what are you doing? Didn't you check your WeChat? "
"I'm washing the dishes."
"There's a case. Go downstairs. I'll drive."
"Got it."
Han Bin answered and walked out with his phone. "Mom, there's a case. Can you wash the remaining two dishes for me?"
"Son, the apron."
"I almost forgot." Han Bin took off the apron and hung it on the wall. He said goodbye to his father and left home.
…
He got in the car.
Han Bin checked the WeChat group and got a general idea of the case.
It was a blackmail case.
The informant was a white-collar female named Chen Luyan. She lived in Apartment 408 of Anyang Apartments.
Due to the purchase restriction in Qingdao, many people who had some spare money but no good investment channels would buy apartments.
They parked the car outside and entered the lobby of the apartment. Li Hui looked around. "The environment here is not bad."
"You're thinking about buying a house again?"
"We can't rush it. We have to find out more, understand more, and ask more," Li Hui said.
"In Qingdao, most commercial apartments have 40 years of property rights. The advantage is that there are no restrictions on purchase and loans; the disadvantage is that the down payment is high, utilities are high, and the taxes are high."
"Brother Bin, you're good. You're quite professional." Li Hui pretended to be surprised.
"A little."
As they chatted, they went up to the fourth floor.
The door to Room 408 was open. Zeng Ping and Tian Li had arrived.
Han Bin put on his shoe covers and walked in.
The apartment was not big. On the left was the toilet, and on the right was the open kitchen. Inside, there was only some simple furniture, a wardrobe, a desk, a single sofa, a wooden bed, and a TV hanging on the wall. The decoration was quite unique, and it was very suitable for young people to live in.
A woman in her twenties was sitting on the bed. She wasn't tall, was slightly plump, and had a round face with tear stains on it.
"You're here?" Zeng Ping asked.
"Captain Zeng, did you find anything?"
"We've just arrived as well. We're about to record the victim's statement."
Since the victim was a female, it was more appropriate for Tian Li to take the statement.
Tian Li walked over with a notebook and said, "Miss Chen, let me take your statement."
Chen Luyan nodded.
"Name?"
"Chen Luyan."
"Age?"
"25 years old."
"Are you a local?"
"I'm from another city. I went to school here and stayed here after graduation."
"You reported that someone blackmailed you. Can you describe the incident?" Tian Li asked.
"I was resting today, so I woke up quite late. When I woke up, I found a letter at the door. I opened it and saw an envelope with a flash drive inside. I didn't know what it was, so I plugged it into the computer and looked at it. There were photos of me bathing and a blackmail letter."
"The door you mentioned, is it inside the door or outside the door?" Zeng Ping asked.
"Inside the door."
"Where's the envelope and flash drive?"
"Here." Chen Luyan opened the drawer and took out an envelope.
Han Bin was wearing gloves. He took it and observed it. "With this thickness, it can fit through the gap of the door."
"What did the blackmail letter say?"
"It said that it wanted to borrow some money from me. It told me to raise the money quickly and return it to me when he had the money. If I didn't give it to him, it said that it would post the photos online."
"I was very scared at the time, so I called the police."
"When did you wake up?" Tian Li asked.
"Around 11 pm."
"When did you find the blackmail letter?"
"Around 11: 40 pm."
"What time did you come back last night?"
"Less than 12 pm."
"Did you see the letter at the time?"
"I can't remember."
"So, you can't be sure if the letter was put here yesterday or today?" Tian Li asked.
"Yes."
"You said it was a bath photo. That means it was taken in the bathroom," Han Bin said.
"Maybe, I'm not sure."
"Han Bin, go check the toilet. Li Hui, go check the surveillance," Zeng Ping ordered.
"Yes."
Li Hui went out, but Han Bin did not move.
"What's wrong?"
"Miss Chen, can you tell me the location of the photo? That way, it will be easier to find, "Han Bin said.
Chen Luyan nodded and walked to the southeast corner of the ceiling. "It should be taken from this direction."
Han Bin looked at the direction and saw an exhaust fan.
Han Bin stepped on the stool and removed the exhaust fan. There was a small camera inside.
"Oh, such a small camera. It is indeed hard to find." Zeng Ping glanced at it.
Chen Luyan was scared. She did not expect there would be a camera in her toilet. Her privacy was all captured.
Han Bin observed for a while, installed the exhaust fan, and left the toilet.
"Officer, why didn't you remove the camera?" Chen Luyan was puzzled.
"I suggest you don't touch this camera for now," Han Bin said.
"Why?" Chen Luyan was puzzled.
"The person who took the photo can't always look at the camera. So, the possibility of him knowing about your report is not high. But you need to remove the camera. Once he checks the surveillance, he will notice something unusual."
"Han Bin is right. Don't touch the surveillance for now. Try not to let the suspect find out as much as possible. Otherwise, he will destroy the evidence." Zeng Ping agreed.
"I understand," Chen Luyan replied.
"The person who took the photo can install the camera in the toilet. It is likely to be an acquaintance." Tian Li analyzed.
"How many keys do you have?"
"There are four keys. One for me, one for my boyfriend, one for my office, and one for my house."
"Is the house rented or bought?" Zeng Ping asked.
"Rented?"
"Does the landlord have the key?"
"No, I rented the house. My boyfriend helped me change the lock."
"Other than your boyfriend, has anyone else come to your toilet?"
"The apartment I rented is not big. It doesn't even have a living room. I rarely invite people. My friends meet outside."
Zeng Ping thought for a moment. "Does your boyfriend know that you were photographed?"
"I don't know."
"How is your relationship?"
"It's okay."
"Have you ever had sex?"
"No." Chen Luyan shook her head. "When I was in school, I lived with my ex-boyfriend. After living together, our relationship didn't improve. Instead, we often quarreled. Now, I am more cautious in this aspect."
"You don't need to answer this," Han Bin said.
"Oh." Chen Luyan responded. Then, she reacted. "Are you suspecting my boyfriend?"
"He has the key to your house. We need to eliminate his suspicion," Tian Li explained.
"I understand."
"Do you have your boyfriend's things at home?"
"Why are you asking this?"
"I found fingerprints on the camera," Han Bin said.
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